In her own private restroom, we find Trixie in front of her mirror. As she just finished drinking a small glass of water, she let loose a quiet sigh before gazing at herself in front of the mirror, she smiled sweetly seeing her beautiful face, more relieved that what she had gone through was just a dream.

But she jumped a bit, unless she was just too tired to keep focus, for a split second she swore she saw her own reflection disappear and reappeared. Trixie blinked a few times to see if it would happen again, but it didn't. She shook her head a bit thinking she was just seeing things, she then scratched her neck to satisfy the itch she suddenly developed.

But it didn't go away, she ended up scratching it more, but the irritating itch refused to leave. She turned her neck to the mirror to see if she had developed a rash, but she couldn't see anything, no marks or anything of the sort.

But soon her neck began to develop another problem, aside from the constant itching, she felt something climbing up her throat, as if she was about to throw up. She turned to the toilet quickly, went onto her knees and kept her mouth open expecting puke, but nothing came out. But she could still feel the thick liquids filling up her neck, she tried coughing but nothing happened, she coughed harder, still nothing.

Soon she began to feel a massive chill on the back of her neck race down across her spine, she felt herself gasping for breath, massive sweat trickled down her forehead, her entire body twitched furiously and her heart began to accelerate to the point where it felt like it was going to explode.

"W...What... is happening to me...!?"

It took so much effort just to try and stand up, so many alarms were being set off about this, she knew she was in serious danger, she needed to get help. She could feel her entire body going against her, but she did everything she could to leave the rest room and make her way towards the door to the hallway, she could feel her vision starting to fade, a loud whistling sound pierced her ears, she could only take a few more steps before all of the pain she was in became too much and she fell to her knees.

She looked up at the door, though only a few feet away, looked like miles, she struggled to move her arm forward in an attempt to reach the door handle, but she knew she couldn't reach it, she tried desperately to scream for help, but her throat caved in, filled with the thick liquid, she suddenly lost all energy in her body and fell to the ground.

As her sensed were rapidly fading away, the liquid in her throat began to seep into the inside of her mouth, she could finally taste what has concealed in her throat. Though everything of hers were shutting down, she could still recognise the taste.

...Blood...